“Welcome to Foltor station,” said Tarkus as the Glimmer settled into the hangar bay. “I’m going to focus on the trading I need to do. Then we’ll get going. The next stage of the trip is a long one… thirteen days and seventeen course changes. It’s a safe run, as far as anything is these days, but long.”
“Thirteen days? I’m going to go insane with nothing to do! I don’t want to be bugging you to talk all the time. I know that would drive you insane. Can you please give me more access to the systems?”
“No, but we’re going to be on the station for at least a few hours. Go buy yourself some entertainment.”
“Buy? How? I don’t have any money left.”
He sighed.
“I’d forgotten. Fine. Give me your datapad.”
She handed it over, trying to hide her excitement. He was finally going to
